My Expressions, Poetry Creations

Suicidal

Hey, are you there? Can you listen to me, I'll tell?
If you know who you are, and you know this message is for you,
Continue on and go, find out and know,
Why the title of this chapter is displayed so.

You know who you are, you, I'm talking to.
I've tried to get to you many times, but you've seemed to ignore so,
Or maybe you're protecting something you know I can reach to,
Afraid to let go, open up, and call on.
I know there are many things to fear, even being suicidal is something unclear,
But I know that you're not okay, so if you'll listen to me,
I'll explain.

I don't know everything, but I know what it's like,
To go through such suicidal times.
Feel like giving up? Lost in the road of life?
It's so drastic, unexplainable endings,
But I'm a survivor, I was also insane,
Believe me, it wasn't easy to gain,
I know my life was such a rollercoaster ride,
But I've only opened up a bit to you in these times.

If you're reading this, then let me know,
If my words are somehow still reaching your soul,
Honestly I can't fathom how you're reacting,
But I do know by some prediction if you're still breathing,
Life seems like a cycle of rotation,
Madness, clogged up, it never seems to be fathomed,
But I believe you'll make it if you get up,
Just fight it...I know its sucks.

Cliche words, believable things, they seem to vary,
You think that these things won't carry,
You realize that the burden you carry seem to never end,
But the light in the end of the tunnel doesn't cease to bend.

Every cycle has an ending, a rotation that won't be branded,
It can change, just break it,
A circle can be pierced through, as long as you think,
Outside of the circle, make a different shape,
It'll overload the limits and sources.

If you get my point, I mean to say - think bigger,
Something like a goal to attain, never surrender,
Life is so precious just to give up and bend over,
Don't let death claim you, it's not your time to clobber.